That I may be certain of tomorrow;

when you pray, say “Our father in heaven”

What does the Lord’s Prayer Mean?

A short line-by-line analysis. Click on the title links for more in-depth commentary.

Our Father which art in Heaven

Jesus teaches His disciples that God is our parent in Heaven. The Apostle Paul restates this by extorting the believer to address God as “Abba” (Aramaic for “Daddy”- the kind of intimate word that a child would use to his or her father) ” And by him we cry, “Abba, Father.”” (Rom 8:15, NIV)

Hallowed be thy name

The first of seven requests in this prayer. “Hallowed” means holy. As we pray this line we are reminding ourselves that God is separate from us, completely pure and faultless. Here we become aware of our own frailty as we adore and worship the living God.

Thy kingdom come

God’s kingdom is to do with His ways and order. So here we are asking that God’s ways happen here, as they are fully obeyed in Heaven.

Thy will be done

The third request in this prayer is that God’s will occurs. Here we are aligning our will with God’s will, we are submitting ourselves to Him, and asking that His way triumphs.

Give us this day our daily bread

We need God in all areas of our life (physical, spiritual and mental), and this is a daily need. We need to come back to God regularly, each day- indeed, many times each day and many ways, for we can quickly become independent and self-seeking. Jesus reiterates this daily dependency when he exhorts us to not “worry about tomorrow, for tomorrow will worry about itself” (Math 6:34, NIV)

And forgive us our trespasses

Different versions of this prayer use different words here – sometimes “trespasses”, “debts” or “sins” (click here for a explanation of this). Here we bring to mind the ways in which we have failed God and others, and ask the Lord for His forgiveness.

As we forgive them that trespass against us

As we receive God’s forgiveness, we bring to mind anyone who we feel may have wronged us, and pardon them.

And lead us not into temptation

The sixth request in the Lord’s prayer is not to be in a place where temptation might overwhelm us. It is not wrong to be tempted or tested (Jesus was!). It is wrong to give in to this temptation.

But deliver us from evil

The final request is for protection by our Father in heaven. When Jesus was tempted by Satan, he declared ‘Man shall not live on bread alone, but on every word that comes from the mouth of God.'(Math 4:4 NIV). In times of trial, Jesus recognises the Lord as His source of deliverance. Likewise we are to depend on God when evil is at our door.

For thine is the kingdom, the power and the glory. Forever and ever. Amen.

The prayer finishes with a closing doxology, that is, a hymn of praise to God. Not all versions of the Lord’s prayer include this as many biblical scholars believe that this was added at a later date.

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That I may be certain of tomorrow;

Autobiography: Chief Benjamin Nnamdi Azikiwe

“My stiffest earthly assignment is ended and my major life’s work is done. My country is now free and I have been honored to be its first indigenous head of state. What more could one desire in life?” Nnamdi Azikiwe, talking about Nigeria’s Independence on October 1, 1960.http://kwekudee-tripdownmemorylane.blogspot.com/2013/06/nnamdi-azikiwe-great-pan-africanist-and.html

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Chief Benjamin Nnamdi Azikiwe, usually referred to as“Great Zik of Africa”, was one of the leading figures of modern African Nationalism. He is a well-known African elder statesman, for many years played a prominent role in the fight for the emancipation of Black Africa from colonial rule. For many of those who lived in colonial Nigeria, Nnamdi Azikiwe was a super-man sent especially to free them from alien rule. He is a key figure among West African nationalists who envisaged a united Ibo people, he was the ceremonial president at independence and head of state although Nigeria’s first republic (1960-1963).

Early life 

His nationalism ideas started alongside Africa’s finest nationalist; Herbert Macaulay they were both champions of the masses and hold a strong opposition to the British rule of western Africa. Azikiwe was born on 16 November 1904, in Zungeru, Northern Nigeria. His parents were Igbo. He attended Methodist Boys High School Lagos, and later went to the United States. While there he attended Howard University, Washington DC, before enrolling and graduating from Lincoln University, Pennsylvania, in 1930. He obtained a master’s degree in Religion from Lincoln University in 1932 and another master’s degree in Anthropology from University of Pennsylvania in 1934. He worked as an instructor at Lincoln before returning to Nigeria.

Newspaper career 

Azikiwe’s nationalism journey comprises of his encounter with various people of same interest. After teaching at Lincoln, Azikiwe, in November 1934, took the position of editor for the African Morning Post, a daily newspaper in Accra, Ghana. In that position he promoted a pro-African nationalist agenda and mentored another Africa’s finest nationalist; Kwame Nkrumah of Ghana.Zik had been instrumental in sending many Ghanaian and Nigerian students to Lincoln. The most famous of these was Nkrumah. “My nationalism was also revived … through articles written in The West African Morning Post by Nnamdi Azikwe, a Nigerian from Onitsha. Azikiwe was himself a graduate from an American university and when I had first met him after he had addressed a meeting of the Gold Coast Teachers’ Association some years earlier in Accra, I had been greatly impressed by him and had been more determined than ever to go to America.” – Kwame Nkrumah. In his passionately denunciatory articles and public statements he censured the existing colonial order: the restrictions on the Africans’ right to express their opinions, and racial discrimination. He also criticized those Africans who belonged to the “elite” of colonial society and favored retaining the existing order, as they regarded it as the basis of their well-being.”

After his job and encounter with Nkrumah in Ghana, he returned to Lagos, Nigeria, in 1937 and founded the West African Pilot, which he used as a vehicle to foster Nigerian ziknationalism. He founded the Zik Group of Newspapers, publishing multiple newspapers in cities across the country.

Azikiwe became active in the Nigerian Youth Movement, the first genuinely nationalist organization in Nigeria. After a successful journalism enterprise, Azikiwe entered into politics, co-founding the National Council of Nigeria and the Cameroons alongside Herbert Macaulay in 1944 and worked with the well-known advocate Abubakar Tafawa Balewa as prime minister in the 60s.Nigeria’s-First-Prime-Minister-Alhaji-Sir-Abubakar-Tafawa-Balewa

He died on 11 May 1996, at the University of Nigeria Teaching Hospital, in Enugu, Enugu State, after a protracted illness. He was buried in his native Onitsha. His efforts and legacy has been said to rival that of non-other African nationalist. Former Lincoln University President Sudarkasa asserted that “Zik was the only African leader whose history as Pan-Africanist theoretician and activist predated and rivaled that of Nkrumah.” Prof Ali Mazrui also observed that “for parts of Africa, Nnamdi Azikiwe`s life traversed the entire span of European colonial rule and beyond.”

Legacy

Places named after Azikiwe include the Nnamdi Azikiwe International Airport in Abuja, the Nnamdi Azikiwe Stadium in Enugu, the Nnamdi Azikiwe University in Awka, Anambra State, Nnamdi Azikiwe Press Centre, Azikiwe Avenue, in Dar es Salaam, Tanzania. His portrait adorns Nigeria’s five hundred naira currency note.

Achievements

He rose to the highest rank of respect among the Igbo people of Nigeria and in 1960, Queen Elizabeth II appointed him to the Privy Council of the United Kingdom. He was conferred with the highest national honor of Grand Commander of the Federal Republic by the Federal Republic of Nigeria, in 1980. He has received fourteen honorary degrees from Nigerian, American and Liberian universities, which include Lincoln University, Storer College, Howard University, Michigan State University, University of Nigeria, Nsukka, University of Lagos, Ahmadu Bello University, University of Ibadan, Nnamdi Azikiwe University, Awka, and University of Liberia.

Sports

Azikiwe was actively involved in sports at every stage of his life, and he was successful in many of the events that he participated in. he received numerous award like Welterweight Boxing Champion Storer College; Gold Medalist in Cross Country, Storer College; Howard University; Captain, Lincoln University Soccer Team; Winner Two Miles Run, Central Inter-Collegiate Athletic Association Championships at Hampton Institute Virginia; Gold Medalist in the 1,000 yard run, Democratic Field Day Championships, New Haven, Connecticut; to mention but a few.

Politics 

During his lifetime, he held several political posts, especially in Nigeria. They include Executive Committee Member of Mambili Party, Accra; General Secretary of National Council of Nigerian and the Cameroons; President of the NCNC ; Vice-President of the Nigerian National Democratic Party; Member for Lagos and Leader of the Opposition in the Western House of Assembly, Minister of Internal Affairs, Eastern Region; President of the Senate of the Federation; Governor-General and Commander-in-Chief of Nigeria; President of the Republic of Nigeria ; and Chairman and Presidential candidate of the Nigeria People’s Party .

Professional world 

He made a name for himself in the professional world. The many posts he held included: Instructor in Political Science, Lincoln University; University Correspondent for the Baltimore Afro-American; Editor-in Chief of the West African Pilot; Managing Director of Zik’s Press Limited printers and publishers of the West African Pilot, Managing Director of Comet Press Limited ; Chairman of West African Pilot Limited and the Associated Newspapers of Nigeria Limited and six other limited liability companies; Chairman, Nigerian Real Estate Corporation Limited.

Societies and organizations 

He was a member of many organizations and societies, including Anti-Slavery Society for the protection of Human Rights; Phi Beta Sigma fraternity ; West African Students’ Union; Onitsha Improvement Union; Zik’s Athletic Club; EkineSekiapu Society of Buguma, Kalabari; Royal Economic Society; Royal Anthropological Institute; British Association for the Advancement of Science; American Society of International Law; American Anthropological Association; American Political Science Association; American Ethnological Society; Amateur Athletic Association of Nigeria; Nigerian Swimming Association, Nigerian Boxing Board of Control; Nigerian Cricket Association; Ibo State Union; Nigerian Table Tennis Association; Nigeria Olympic Committee and British Empire and Commonwealth Games Association.

 

Nnamdi Azikiwe and Kwame Nkrumah, first Presidents of Nigeria and Ghana respectively, were educated at the same tertiary institutions: Lincoln University and the Ivy League University of Pennsylvania. Even though Azikiwe appeared to be a pseudo-Pan-Africanist, and a capitalist and of which Capitalism and Pan-Africanism don’t mix, his works and legacy still lived among those who believe in nationalism and the continual freedom of the African.

Autobiography: Chief Benjamin Nnamdi Azikiwe

Book Review: Simmel’s Philosophy (Sociology) of Money

The philosophy of money a manual for the modern man. A beautiful book which outlines the stages of monetary evolution. In the early stage there was barter trade, but in an advanced stage, money becomes a metal and note with value inscriptions and signatures on it. The state ensures that the mark on money is worth the thing exchanged for. We all know money is some paper that does not reflect the resources on this planet; it’s something people invent along with the rules and the way they are distributed.

Money stores value, but the value of resources and services are both culturally created and dependent on current technologies and resources. Extraction and creation of new materials is dependent on technology, and when a resource becomes too abundant, it loses monetary value.

This book although written as philosophy addresses thoughtfully key sociological issues such as the creation of money, reconfiguration of its value, the power of its exchangeability, over barter. Exchange, Simmel argues, can best be understood as a form of social interaction. So money is nothing far from understanding the social relationship attached around it

Looking around the world today, everyone uses money; special shiny coins or pale papers moving from one person’s hand to another’s and now mostly moved around in computers and various modern transactional technologies in non-physical forms. It allows individuals to be free, slaves, liars. Money basically modifies behaviors and changes values and everything is connected to it. Without money society does not eat, sleep or do any other thing of transaction and value.

In the modern world, money is more than a standard of value and of exchange. Money does economic functions like calculations, it symbolizes and embodies the modern rationality in fair exchange, and impersonality. Money levels qualitative differences between things as well as between people; it is the major mechanism that paves the way from Gemeinshcaft to Gesellschaf

Since most books and articles about money are written for economist and not humans, Simmel in this series present the philosophical stand of monetary relationship to humans. His analysis use uncomplicated dictions and many analogies which help to put many issues relating to society and money into clearer perspective.

Simmel did a good job by elaborating the dual role of money which consists, of the measurability the value relations of goods exchanged and, as an element exchanged with goods and therefore making money to become a thing of value in itself. Money is value and value is money.

Book Review: Simmel’s Philosophy (Sociology) of Money

That I may be certain of tomorrow

dear Jesus, I go to bed daily sometimes I pray, other times I don’t

With all these little crumbs of sins in me

Some things I said during the day without noticing how detestable they are.

In my little tradition of thoughts, I sometimes refuse to acknowledge your Lordship

in my stubborn head, I sometimes refuse you.

In my pride, I sometimes ignore your power.

Therefore, in your Lordship and majesty, bring me down to my knees,

tear my unbelief and humble me once again till I’m on my knees.

As I sleep alone this night, with thoughts of you all over my mind,

I pray for sound sleep. But even far above all, if I do not wake up tomorrow in this life,

Please wake me at your feet in the life hereafter.

If I do wake up in this life,

please strengthen  my hope, faith and believe.

That I may be certain of tomorrow’s wealth, well-being, and tomorrow’s service that you have promised and prepared for me from the beginning of time.

According to your riches in glory,

your love, provision shall be be upon the hungry, the poor, the sick, the heartbroken and slaves, and even those in conflict.

I want to mention all these need of the whole world, but how can I, when the one who supersedes time exist and is LORD over me?

Dear omnipotent, omniscient and omnipresent,

I pour out my heart in thanksgiving, because of the grace through your son. Jesus Christ.

AMEN

That I may be certain of tomorrow

That miracle

It’s a quarter past two

I wanted something to do

Then, I wrote to you

If you could search the pot of truth,

I wrote this note a couple of times all through

And if, I can say the truth,

I am in love with you

Thoughts of you, leaves my heart so_

Messed up I, feel like a fart.

I wouldn’t write a letter on a normal

But you are worth all the books in the whole world

Deep down I freeze like ice,

When I glimpse at your eyes

If you could see you, through my eyes

You will be seeing a DOVE, so fine, adorable, peacefully calm and

Lovely

Ill pause my letter here and

Pause my heart, cross my hands and wait for a miracle

That miracle

That miracle

What is this thing called Money???

Legal tender
The clock ticks, and time flies yet we can’t rewind it
Why do people take exceptions for the kind of pay slip they get? Why do parents need to know how their little children get money? Why are parents interested in teaching kids how to save? What do things mean to you, when you know you can’t do anything about them?
Money! Money!! Money is nothing but understanding the social relationship we have with it.
Today I decided to blog about money. The legal paper and silver, with lots of documentation which was not here before, but now has dominated virtually everything we do and influenced social life. It was not long, mere legal notes did began having worth? A certain night I had gone about 18hours without eating, I was broke! When I eventually found a dollar to eat, it was already 1:00am in the morning nothing to buy and my friends were fast asleep. I was stuck with a green paper in my hand valueless at that point. Later that same morning, I found myself needing that dollar again. I soliloquized “haven’t you lost meaning over the night already dollar?”Money changes us but we don’t really change the importance we attach to this thing called money.

Money
Negatively, money can make people form a craze of themselves. People sell themselves, sell their body for monetary value. As a kid I remember my brother dreaming out loud. He said with money, he can easily walk to a stranger and punch them right in the face and when they try to react he’d again hit them with stacks of money. My brother was right though, because with money one can achieve a lot of ridiculous dreams. It took me up till now to figure that my brother’s dream was a blonder! Because he thinks he’s got money? Well somebody else has a lot more, and so, the one with more money becomes the most powerful. What makes a person who has more money more powerful and influential?
Wait, isn’t that what capitalism is? The one with the money has got more power and control? Money has made banking system an important sector in the capitalist society, in that the whole world is being continually merged by international monetary body like the World Bank and International Monetary Fund.

Once in ZimAt a point in 2008, everyone in Zimbabwe became a billionaire. You buy bread in billions, you stay updated about price tags every minute, you go shopping carrying an extra cart filled with money.

With this thing called money, you get to owe shoppers their goods. You walk into a store and you see what does not belong to you and all you have to do is to like it and offer a token called_ money and it becomes yours! Money, without which you do not own anything in stores, try to own anything you’re a shoplifter.

With this thing called money you begin to own spaces in people’s vehicle. Well, they don’t see that as a problem, so long as you pay they’ll simply call it transportation system. Money, without which you will be arrested for using someone’s car.

With this thing called money, the government come into a social contract with the commoner; by tax payer capitalist accumulate wealth to have more money, political power, prestige and control.
Somebody loots 5 million on a regular bases, they are called political elites, genius, and government. A commoner steals 5 dollars, they are labeled thieves. With this thing called money, law makers are being payed to come beat you up, jail you. It is with money that the weapons you use to fight each other is bought.

They say money is the root of all evil; well, lack of it also generates evil. While we are busy arguing about money, others make more. While my brother was dreaming money, others were counting more of it, while people are busy making online purchase, capitalist capitalized.

Every minute there is continues exchange of money between rich people, and because it is as unstoppable as the clock, we call it_ stock exchange. Those computers never stop counting. Before it was Wall Street, but now it has been incorporated to every part of the globe

Stop for a bit and ask yourself, what is this thing called, money?

-IHAjet

What is this thing called Money???

Diary of a bored Exchange Student; The Host Family

Six years sounds like a very long time! But I remember most of the details; from the spice-ridden Indian food to Kim shouting orders at the Nigerian bunch to get their acts together, to everyone trying to get their voice heard on the chilly shade in the middle of a green Washington DC park.

Night in the hotel
Night in the Hotel

I sat beside Paul Johnson and Benjamin Hoorkwarp aka Ben Beno or Shampz as famously dobbed by his closest friends, he had a big grinn on his expression from the drama unfolding and I was having a hearty laughter because just the other night in the hostel uptown I watched a YouTube video of similar debacle where the legislators in Abuja broke into their famous WWE royal rumble, I had my head cocked back from the crackle and I could make out a small bird collecting a small twig; “atleast somebody is trying to build something” I thought to myself as I bring my head down to the Tanzanian bunch listening intently to Justin as he was handing out responsibility to the rest of the group.

Ashley and Kimberly were by the side watching everything unfold… in a few hours we’ll be on a flight back to Iowa to be united with our host families for the next 10 months of our exchange year and the plan for our cultural presentation weren’t coming up too tidied. I see SDI and Daniel making small talks on the side and Muhsin had an innocent stare at Ajet who’s trying to restore tranquility; after a few more exchanges and loud voices, cultural greeting of the 3 major tribes were decided to be showcased.

Samuel, Ajet and DI
Samuel, Ajet and DI

Iowa; It was time for presentations and my heart was beating out my chest, I cleaned my sweaty fingers on my ‘half jumper’ and wore a fake smile when Halima asked what’s wrong.

“Will they recognize me? Will they want me after recognising me? will we ever get along? what are they like?” were but few questions in my cranium as everyone was busy trying to get their custume ready before they get called. I could make out Doctor Saidu’s voice over the comm, that signals that it’s almost close to our cue. I struggled to stop my hand from shaking.

“We only had a few hours to prepare this and I hope you enjoy it” Christelle said in her French accentuated English as she was introducing the 30 Nigerian kids from the 60 total East and West African kids.

“Allah ja zamanin ka, Allah ya Kara ma tosono a hanci, Allah sa ka mutu muci gado” I could make out Doctor laughing so hard in the audience. I searched around to see if the host families recognized me so I and could wave, but everybody had a smile on their façade and a few were looking at their screens.

Finally! It’s the Tanzanian bunch’s turn and they were on the national anthem now and I found myself captivated by the Swahili wordings and perfect piano keys incorporated into their presentation and for a second I didn’t bother about my immediate worries.

Introductions, presentations and the rest
Introductions, presentations and the rest

“okay find the one with your name and go find your perfect fit, that’d be your host family.” Ashley said almost yelling. “can this get any interesting?” I thought to myself as I find my elephant shaped cardboard…

“oh mom I found him!” Helen said with a charming smile, I could make out her dimple as we tried to join the paper; it’s a perfect fit. Mom, as I came to call her had her handbag clutched under her arm, we exchanged a brief hug and she said “well you don’t quiet look like you’re 6’5″ ” I shyly smile and made a mental note to laugh at the doctor’s mistake of exchanging the digits of my height in my medical form. Ana was smiling, her full set of teeth showing, her hair was also adorned by the autumn sun; She had it drawn down by the left side of her face, full and fading just below her belly button.

“Quique help him get his bag so we could go” She said to the oldest of three kids. Quique was playing with her Prius’ key eyebrows raised, he looked like he had a long day even the hot August sun could not hide.

We went in and got my baggage about to head out, looking for the trio of Ana, Helen and Mom.
“Mom! Mom!! Mom!!!” Quique shouted over the voice of people saying Hello’s and Goodbyes, and she seemed unperturbed by the maternal call because there were a thousand moms in the arena and a few people shouting that same 3-letter-word.

“Rachel!” he shouted at the hive of raised voices, she turned and motion to the girls who obeyed her rhetoric movement as they stepped down the shade from the ISU structure.

It was a red car!! I stepped in after Helen beside Quique with Ana in front, “she called shotgun” I thought to myself when I sat down… There was laughter in the car for I’d spent too much time trying to find the latch for the seatbelt.

YES, it was debriefing but 60 worlds connect!
YES, it was debriefing but 60 worlds connect!

It was in the Chinese restaurant down the street that we had a very interesting conversation, and the rest of the story spans about the best 10 months filled with a family that I grew to be part of, a community that left a mark in my heart and friends that broke barriers from culture to colors, religion and beliefs.

Written by: Shak Abner

Photo Credit: IRIS, YES7 Staff

Blogged: Ajet Hosea

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Diary of a bored Exchange Student; The Host Family